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A dopesick life strings you along You won't miss me when I'm gone Love is a neural signal, nothing but an electric current running through organic mass Insatiable hunger, painful desire Serotonin floods the brain from birth A dopesick life strings you along and inevitably after so many days circumstance finds you and cuts the cord A dopesick life strings you along You won't miss me when I'm gone From Letras Mania